Below it was an index for all the ‘activities’ that would be available that night. It was delicious and refreshing. Anal sex I just could not believe what I was reading. Enjoy your day!” and it was signed “Maggie”. And while my middle finger, still stuck at the entrance of my pussy felt for the first time, the glorious contractions of pleasure, my body started to slip into the deep of the pool. It didn’t have legs so it certainly did not leave the room by itself. I wasn’t really hungry so I only ate the berry salad. Slipped on a skirt, a tank top and a pair of flip-flops and went down to the kitchen. The water was nice but warm which did not calm the pulsations that had taken control of my body. I was about to leave when I thought “poor Maggie, sick & alone”. Wow! I was slowly gaining a confidence about my body I had never felt before.
